Head in the clouds, and a mouthful of pie

Head in a blouse, everybody loves him

I see why

Dagenham Dave, Dagenham Dave

Oh, Dagenham Dave

Dagenham Dave, Dagenham Dave

Oh, Dagenham Dave

I love Karen, I love Sharon on the windowscreen

With never the need to fight or to question a single thing

Dagenham Dave, Dagenham Dave

Oh, Dagenham Dave

Dagenham Dave, Dagenham Dave

Oh, Dagenham Dave

Dagenham Dave, Dagenham Dave

Oh, Dagenham Dave

Dagenham Dave, Dagenham Dave

Dagenham Dave

He'd love to touch, he's afraid that he might self-combust

I could say more, but you get the general idea

Dagenham Dave, Dagenham Dave

Dagenham Dave, Dagenham Dave

Dagenham, Dagenham

Dagenham Dave, Dagenham Dave

Dagenham Dave, Dagenham Dave

Dagenham, Dagenham Dave

Dagenham Dave, Dagenham Dave

Oh, Dave, oh, Dagenham, dagenham

Dagenham Dave

Dagenham Dave, Dagenham Dave

Oh, Dave, oh, Dave, oh, Dave

Oh, Dave